Saturday, November 26, 2005

Sometimes i just have the thought to lock myself in the room forever. Just maybe slow down my footsteps a little while and you know, not face reality? Its true, reality bites. Bites harder than anything. I makes it hurt deep inside. But no matter how hard it hurts, you just have to face reality. This is life. Too many unfair things to complain about, but its just too bad. What's done is done.

Since my parents are like so scared that i runaway, why not try not to be on the good side and tell me everything you think? And please, I dont have the urge to even pack my things in a bag and just leave. It will just be troublesome. So you can just, get real.

OKAY.
I was ransacking my room today. I just found out, its really messy. I dont think I'm the first to say that. Some tired to console me by saying having a messy room makes it cosy. To me, having a messy room makes it cosy for the mosqitoes. Anyway, back to the ransaking. I found a bookmark given by an old friend many years back. Its really nice. Too bad i broke the top. It would be nicer with the top. Its just mainly an ice-cream stick (not those thin thin ones but the thick ones like what docs use) and a fish. Its really cute. But again, too bad i broke the fish. I continued to ransake, i saw a teddy bear. I thin its forever friends? Really cute.

Then i started ransaking another messy room. This room was worse. Its like twice of mine. Pratically everything, anything was on the floor. It was my brother's room. I saw he golden coloured saxophone man. Damn nice la. So I picked it up, tried to blow. Cannot. Then I gave up, until joey called me. I went to my brother's room again and tired. She kept saying that it wasnt the note. And it really wasnt. After a while more. I finally got it. So I just kept playing the C# so happily. Lols. Its rather heavy though. Oh yeah. I ransaked his room and took the stand he 'borrowed' from the school, to my room.

So now. Visualise this. A room, a messy room. With a single size bed. Many boxes around it and a L shape table, with a stand and a clarinet on the floor. Can picture it? That's my room.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEY'S DAD!